The endless sword mound, the dense swords are stuck straight into the ground, and as more and more monks enter, the originally dead and silent world has become extremely lively.

Ten Thousand Swords Domain, there are endless swords, the deeper you go into the sword, the higher the grade of the sword, some strong people who have cultivated to a high level are basically going to the depths of the Ten Thousand Swords Domain to bury the sword domain, as for some loose cultivators who are not good at cultivation, they can only try their luck in the Ten Thousand Swords Domain to see if they can get a heavenly or spiritual spirit sword.

This kind of person is basically a cultivator below the king level, of course, there are also strong people who stay in the Ten Thousand Swords Domain, because there are also kings in the Ten Thousand Swords Domain, and the danger is much less than that of the Ten Thousand Swords Domain of the Buried Sword Domain.

"Boss, where are we going?" Ma Liangchen, who was following Xiao Feng at this time, said with some creepy, because the place they were in now was already a buried sword domain.

Compared to the Ten Thousand Sword Domain, the Buried Sword Domain was filled with endless terrifying sword intent and sword qi, as if the slightest carelessness here would be torn apart and killed by this terrifying sword intent and sword qi.

Moreover, compared to the Ten Thousand Sword Domain, the Buried Sword Domain is full of dry bones, and these dry bones are basically torn apart, and none of them are intact at all, and the soles of the feet step on the gray and white ground, and I can't help but feel a wave of fear in my heart, as if the ashes of countless people who have died tragically for millions of years are spread all over this land.

And here, the swords are no longer everywhere, but one after another are arranged in an orderly manner, and most of each sword is basically buried in the ground, only the upper part of the hilt is exposed, as if waiting for someone destined to pull it up.

"The swords here are basically the king's soldiers, and there are even many emperor's weapons, if you touch the fierce sword, I'm afraid even the martial monarch will be buried here!" Looking at these swords buried in the ground, the Great Elder said with a solemn expression.

In this sword world full of sword intent and sword energy, once the sword attacks independently, it is simply terrifying, definitely no less than the full force of a monk of the same rank, and here, the power of the sword will be endless, once the sword is pulled out, if it cannot be recognized, I am afraid that it will face endless attacks on the sword autonomy until the person who drew the sword dies.

"No wonder there are so many dead people here!" Hearing this, Ma Liangchen couldn't help but shudder, for millions of years, the number of strong people who died here is probably an astronomical number, and these strong people are basically the existence of the Martial King Dao King and above.

"Ah...... Yes...... Ahh

Just when a few people continued to move forward, a scream sounded not far away, and several people changed their expressions when they heard the sound, and when they looked at it, they saw a blood-colored long sword not far away frantically attacking a group of people, and every time the blood-colored long sword trembled, a figure screamed and turned into a blood mist, and then the blood mist in the sky would be absorbed by the blood sword, making the original blood-red blood sword even more bright red and dazzling.

"The emperor's weapon, and it is also a fierce soldier, it seems that this group of people is more than auspicious!" Looking at the terrifying aura emanating from the blood-colored sword, Lin Ran said with a solemn expression, even if he faced the endless attacks of this blood-colored sword, he was afraid that he would only be defeated, unless it was a high-level powerhouse who could resist it.

"Fellow Daoists, please save us!" At this time, an old man in a gray and white Taoist robe with a bloodstained face saw Xiao Feng and the others' originally desperate faces, and immediately used his divine thoughts to spread the word.

"It's the Jade Void Sect Master of Jade Void Vision!" Seeing this old man in robe, Lin Ran immediately recognized the comer, Jade Void View is also a second-rate force like Ling Tian Sword Sect, but Jade Void Vision's status in the second-rate sect is not even as good as that of Ling Tian Sword Sect, it belongs to the bottom of the class, and the entire sect is afraid that even the monarch-level powerhouses are only a handful.

And Yu Xuzi and Lin Ran had an intersection in their early years, but they belonged to that kind of general friendship, and there was no friendship, if it was according to Lin Ran's meaning, it was naturally better to have more than one thing, not to mention that even he couldn't resist this blood sword, unless it was Xiao Feng's shot.

"Jade Void View!" Hearing this, Xiao Feng's eyes froze, and with a wave of his hand, the iron sword behind him broke out of the air. The iron sword was unsheathed, although the sword body was rusty, but with the moment the iron sword was unsheathed, all the swords buried in the ground trembled wildly one after another in an instant.